Student Works

“What’s your favorite color?” I ask him.

But feelings are fleeting…

A man and his camera stumble through the woods.

Many were confused and instantly shaken by the turn of events, but I was simply excited about the adventure.

Gasping ocean of firework palpitations attacks like cold-blooded flash flood Sweat pellets burrow out of flesh armor like an army of miniscule, transparent ants Cotton candy swirl vision synchronizes with …

Roger is met by a equine creature during his last hour.

Memories, tears, sunlight. Old photos. Feel so new. Missing you. Missing us. Missing what once was. And what should be. Missing the love in my heart. So absent. I could …